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"To keep him from hooking me up with any more hot guys, I had no choice but to fake having a boyfriend! That whole performance was for his benefit. How was I supposed to know you'd suddenly take over? "Seriously, can't you two work out a shift schedule? You catch me off guard every single time. You're gonna give me a split personality at this rate!" A long silence stretched between us before Hayden softly muttered, "I'm sorry." That took the wind right out of my sails. "It's not like I'm actually blaming you." "When that personality takes over, it's completely out of my control. He sure as hell doesn't listen to me. All I know is that he's… a piece of work."

"Usually, with DID—Dissociative Identity Disorder—the alters take turns. There is a dominant personality. But this..." He points to the screen. "Neural patterns show distinct activity clusters firing simultaneously. They aren't taking turns. They are fighting for the microphone." "Which one is real?" Alex asks, staring at the man in the bed who is currently muttering coordinates to himself. "All of them," Aris says. "None of them. The trauma of the extraction... the digital interface... it seems to have shattered his consciousness into its component parts. The lover. The soldier. The machine." I look at Harlan. He’s arguing with himself.

I say. Reaper had mentioned they had lost consciousness for a few hours now. Probably had a brain injury. "What is the plan?" Sinner asks, prompting me to talk. My mouth was open and ready to talk before I realized that I didn't know who the traitor was yet. It could be either of them. Fuckkkk! It could be no one. I sigh when Reaper stands, excusing himself. "What's wrong with Reaper? He looks... Different," I mutter out, frowning, hoping that he is all right.

His heart raced in his chest as he watched himself screaming and yelling like an animal, hitting the bars that had restricted him, his mouth run dry as he saw himself struggling with the manacles that had limited his movement. “Turn that thing off this instant!” Oliver heard his father bark at his secretary but just like everyone else watching in astonishment, he was wearing a look of shock and disbelief because when his personality splits, he doesn’t exactly remember what happens to him, other than the bruises on his body and the aching of his joints, a proof that he wasn’t himself again, he had no idea what his counterpart had to go through. Oliver stood frozen in shock which amazes people

He told him. Hail’s brows raised. "You have a split personality!" Laggas added as he glared at him. Hail just smiled. "Hail?" Reyan called, puzzled. "You – " he said. Hail shrugged. "Well... I don't feel like explaining myself to you." He said and lowered his head. "Now, Reyan... give me my power." He said and grinned at him. "Hail ..." Reyan muttered. "But, the power will break your body – " he said.

“After my mother died, my brother started developing more than one ‘identity’ or ‘personality,’ as the doctors call it. He started splitting his memories in two, and from time to time, he acts in certain ways, just like what you saw tonight... That personality right there is named Danry. He acts and talks just like my brother when he was ten years old. That was before he had seen how my mother died and discovered the real reason why she had taken her life away...” He continued, “the other person that resides inside of him is Danterion. He is my brother’s more dominant identity, if you may call it that. Although that personality is haughty and cruel, he is not the type who attacks women or an

“I don't want to talk about Aiden. And I don’t want about Reiner, - Mira drank water in one gulp and straightened her cleavage. - I'm going to dance. Venira watched her go and sympathized in advance with the daredevil who dared to invite her friend. Reiner only seemed calm, she knew her brother quite well, and his coldness was clearly feigned. In addition, she noticed that the knuckles of his fingers were knocked off. And, judging by the fact that the wounds have not yet healed, he is walking somewhere ... or, more likely, someone very unlucky is lying. ***

And it seemed like it was really working. Elara’s mind, trained in survival, began to dissect the horror, she remembered all the bad things he has done and the good things he’s been currently doing. She wondered if he’s suffering from split personality. The clinical term rose from the depths of human psychology she’d read about in discarded magazines. A fractured psyche creating separate selves to bear unbearable trauma or conflict. It explained the stark partitions in his behavior, the amnesia between states, the genuine emotion in each role. The realization was a new kind of prison. If he was fractured, then the kindness wasn’t a lie…it was a genuine expression of a fragmented self. The cr

The sight of him, battered and broken, defied everything I knew of his indomitable strength. "Why, Reiner?" I couldn't help but blurt out, the question bursting forth with urgency. "How did you end up like this? You're one of the strongest wolves in the pack. You’re my father’s beta," A flicker of sorrow darkened Reiner's eyes, his features etched with the weight of his ordeal. His breaths came in ragged intervals, the remnants of a fierce battle lingering in his every word. "Devin," he began, his voice heavy with bitterness. "I fought Devin."

How could he not be shocked to witness this? “Kyrill.” Lance then repeated the same thing Nessa told him. “I only knew about this yesterday.” He glanced at Kyrill, who was sitting on the floor, wiping his face from tears. “You talk to him. I feel I am going crazy.” Tace looked at Keagan for a while, and approached him. Even now, they tried to find out what the cause of his split personalities was, and what triggered each personality to come out, but they got nothing.